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Three hundred and one pages out.

Survived the day thanks to the nut packs I’ve unearthed from this sack of backpack. The eyes were hurting and the stomach burning. Launched for an immediate search for edibles within the room after hearing complaints from the empty stomach. Tried to silence it with coffee but wasn’t working anymore.

Submitted the draft late in the afternoon. Not one of my proudest moments. I seem to have a lot of these kind of moments recently. Hope not to make a habit out of it. Still, it was such a great relief to submit the output even if it’s a day late – and get an extension for the remaining two.